Our Little Houdini

Charlotte woke up crying at 5:15 this morning, which is early even by her standards (she usually wakes around 6:30). I didn't get out of bed right away, thinking that she might fall back asleep. Unfortunately she didn't so I dragged myself out of bed to try to rock her back to sleep. Right before I turned the baby monitor off so she wouldn't wake up Jared, I heard a "thud!" I assumed it was probably her throwing one of her few stuffed toys we keep in her crib and that it landed on the mic end of the baby monitor. But when I got to her door, I heard crying coming from the other end of the room that I should have... The little Houdini had climbed out of her crib and was by the door just screaming! I swooped her up into my arms and began touching and poking her all over to see if she had a broken bone and I checked the dilation of her eyes throughout the morning. I'm sure she's quite annoyed with me and that little flashlight blinding her. She had a tiny red spot on her forehead that disappeared within five minutes, but other than that, I think it hurt her feelings more than anything else. How dare that floor come at her so quickly!

I lowered the mattress to the lowest level and now the upper rail is above her head so I don't think she can pull any more stunts like that any time soon. But seriously, ten years of my life were taken off right there.